My portable grandfather refreshes every week

The banshee continued to wail as if she had no intelligence whatsoever.

Xue Luding arrived at the Divine Tree and saw the corpse hanging on it. The corpse, which had been swollen and rotting after the giant's visit, had now been sucked dry and looked like a dried-up corpse.

The sacred tree is not picky about food; it can even eat the dead. The problem is that it doesn't clean the corpse properly, which eventually led to the infection of the undead and the formation of the current banshee.

The divine tree remained unmoved, as if driven only by its own instincts.

However, the advantage is that the Divine Tree's actions allowed Xue Lude to discover more information from the female corpse, from which no information could be found before. Even though the spirit could not speak, it could still provide a lot of information.

When Xue Law left the space of consciousness, he found that old Barak was still waiting for him outside.

"What's wrong?" Xue asked.

"Want to stay for a meal? It's freshly cooked." The old man, wearing a leather suit, sat down next to Xue Luding and even put his hand on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Xue Dinglu was immediately filled with questions.

"But now I've discovered that your world also has some bad aspects. It turns out that being too technologically advanced can also have negative effects," the old man said with a sigh.

Xue Law: “?”

"Isn't that obvious? What's wrong?"

“I just realized that what you’ve been eating has been frozen for years. But that’s technology. This kind of thing is a luxury in the Empire. The Empire doesn’t have the resources to freeze food for that long. But for you, frozen food is never as good as fresh food. I can cook you a few dishes right now so you can have something better.” Old Barak patted Xue Luding on the shoulder, as if to say, “I know all this.”

Xue Law: “???”

Wait, what exactly did you watch? It's like I grew up eating the periodic table.
The old man didn't say anything, but kept pulling Xue Dinglu to let him taste his cooking.

Xue Dinglu eventually succumbed to the old man's persuasion and joined the queue at the noodle stall, just like the other children.

At this moment, some parents with children chatted with Xue Dinglu: "Young man, you don't want to eat pre-cooked food lately, do you? We never expected there to be such a treasure near our home. Look, the vegetables in the baskets that Ultraman and the monsters are holding are all freshly picked by us. We also watched them knead the noodles. The wheat comes from the fields over there. This is what you call green and healthy."

Xue Law: "..."

Looking at these two parents who seemed like successful people, Xue Dinglu immediately covered his forehead.

He felt that the world was too uneven. To him, this place was just a fairytale-like rural environment, basically restoring the medieval customs in fairytales. He was just here to have some fun.

So you guys really think the fresh vegetables here are something special?
Xue Dinglu could only offer an awkward yet polite smile.

Maybe they've never seen farmland before and are just here to experience life...

Soon it was his turn. Xue Luding tasted the fried noodles and was immediately impressed. Old Barak's cooking skills were only passable, but the flavor of the ingredients was like something out of a fairy tale.

Only then did he realize that there was a magical residue in the food! This flavor was the unique magical taste of those artificially cultivated vegetables, similar to popping candy and a full-carbonated cola, except that this magic was very weak and easily neutralized by enzymes.

The benefit is that after eating it, you will experience a unique feeling of excitement and comfort.

Wait, is this thing compliant with regulations? Won't it be classified as something strange?

Xue Lude ate bite by bite, feeling the faint magic emanating from it. This magic was so faint that Xue Lude couldn't even sense it before; only the sensitive organs like the taste buds could barely perceive it.

"Dad, are you going home today? If you are, we'll pack our things and go home too," said Little Dragon's mother.

"Yes, but I won't be able to play with you guys for a while. You go and have fun." Xue Dinglu roughly ruffled Xiaolongniang's hair, turning her originally smooth hair into a bird's nest.

The eldest daughter also angrily hissed, but this had no effect on Xue Daolu. Xue Daolu then rubbed and played around with her again.

……

A space of consciousness, a sealed room, a bound banshee...

The body may not have left enough information, but the spirit of the dead will.

This is a normal phenomenon. The corpse had been soaking in the water room for too long, causing all the matter in its body to be destroyed by microorganisms on Earth, but the soul was not.

According to old Barak, the undead may not be the original soul, but most likely just a monster that inherited the original body's memories. Even if the memories are the same, due to the difference in identity, feedback, and consciousness, it is not the same soul as before.

Perhaps there is some truth to this, which is why Xue's Law actually found information about her homeland from this female demon!

To be precise, it was found in the "undead factor" on her body. According to old Barak, Xue's Law found the coordinates of another world in it.

But looking at these coordinates, Xue Lude was immediately filled with doubt.

He took out his notebook and found the coordinates one by one. To avoid forgetting them, he would make a backup copy, and the system panel left by the Great Sage would also record a copy.

This thing is like a phone number; if you don't use it for a long time, you'll naturally forget it.

Xue Dinglu instantly found the familiar coordinates among them; they were the coordinates of the old Demon Emperor's homeland, a war-torn world in the old Demon Emperor's words, a world in chaos where hundreds of tribes were fighting each other.

Hundreds of races and tribes began the most brutal and bloody war. The old Demon Emperor was the first to unite everyone, but his rule lasted for less than 14 years before collapsing completely and splitting into countless small countries, beginning a war that would last for who knows how many years.

The old Demon Emperor has been diligently governing another world all this time in order to verify what he has learned from his enlightenment on Earth.

Then, he prepared to return to his hometown to begin a standard "The three-year period has come to an end, welcome back the Demon Emperor!"
Or perhaps it's "My foolish people, I have returned!"
Deep down, he's always been grooming a successor, as evidenced by sending Bai Ya to Earth to study. However, both Bai Ya and Siam have gone astray, becoming farmers and livestock breeders. But the old Demon Emperor's ultimate goal is a triumphant return to his homeland, to prove to everyone that he was right, that his initial idea of ​​unification was correct, and that only some of his methods were flawed.

However, Xue Lude could no longer laugh, because even though the female corpse was dead and had drifted to Earth, the tiny bit of energy left after the divine tree ate her body could still transform her into a ghost!
This proves that the old Demon Emperor's homeland is suffering from a calamity of the undead!

This old man's house was infested with insect swarms before, and now it's infested with undead. What kind of sins has their world committed?

Will we add an Omnic and a Demon next, making it the four great calamities?
Xue Lude carefully checked the coordinates extracted from the banshee again, and they matched perfectly with the coordinates of the old demon emperor recorded in his notebook...

Oh ho, it’s over!
Old man, when you go home, you might not need a unified world anymore. Your world might just become a single race, the undead...

Xue Dinglu thought to himself.

……

Dragon Star, in the old Demon Emperor's palace.

"What, undead!" The old Demon Emperor was so shocked by this news that he sat up in shock, even though he was on his deathbed.

Xue Dinglu did not hide anything and directly took out the few organs from the female corpse in his hand, the hardened core, and the undead banshee bound hand and foot by holy light chains.

Upon seeing this, the old Demon Emperor slumped onto the bench, muttering repeatedly, "How could this be... how could this happen..."

He recognized them; they were a race from their world called the Treants, a race very similar to Earthlings. There were quite a few similar groups in their world.

But now, after Xue Luding fully recounted the origin of the female corpse and the birth of the undead banshee, the old demon emperor suddenly became dejected.

"I forgot, in the soul state, one is in a dazed state, and at that time, one forgets how much time has passed, so perhaps my hometown has long since become a paradise for the undead scourge?" he murmured.

The fact that the female corpse is so old proves that their world has not just recently experienced the undead calamity, but has been ravaged for an unknown period of time.

A notable characteristic of the Scourge is that it becomes stronger the stronger its enemies are.

Perhaps if a cataclysmic undead plague were to break out on Earth, those undead would just be speed bumps on a truck. After all, Earthlings are too weak; they have absolutely no organs to store and absorb magic power, and the undead they can create are not even as good as skeleton soldiers.

As long as you drive a big truck, you can roam freely in the face of Earth's biohazard crisis.

But the old Demon Emperor's world is different!
Their world is full of short-lived war fanatics, legends are as common as dogs, myths are everywhere, and even the old Demon Emperor, who is almost an apostle, has a group of people who can surround and kill him.

They were a race that, in their struggle for resources, territory, and precious water and food, were capable of developing magic designed entirely for killing.

In the world of the old Demon Emperor, everyone desperately squeezes out their life force to convert it into combat power, and the magic they use is killing magic with a destructive power far exceeding their own level.

Even the old Demon Emperor's blood magic is the same; each person's magical destructive power is much higher than that of regular spells, but their defensive power is practically nonexistent, and they will suffer endless magical backlash after middle age.

Even early-stage legendary magic has the potential to kill mythical-level beings. Even the old undead, a near-5th tier creature, was ambushed and killed by his youngest son, who was only 2nd tier. This shows just how fragile this race is.

This is a technology that they acquired after countless years of fierce internal strife and warfare.

And now, if the Scourge of the Dead were to descend...

Their original attack power wouldn't be weakened much, but the undead would grant them far greater survivability and survival skills. If the Lich King had directly descended upon that planet, and amassed his first fortune by plundering corpses...

Next comes the exponential increase in troop strength, which can quickly snowball into a powerful force.

The most troublesome aspect of the undead is that almost anyone who dies under the undead scourge will become an undead with only a slight difference in strength, unless the corpse can be completely purified or ground into powder.

Even if it's frozen for years, it will still revive when it comes out.

This leads to the undead becoming stronger and more numerous as they are fought, while the living become fewer and fewer. Eventually, your brothers, sisters, relatives, friends, parents, and children all become undead, which is worse than hell for anyone.

Furthermore, the old Demon Emperor's homeland is filled with glass cannons with extremely high attack power but very low health. After being turned into undead, they will probably become one of the most troublesome enemies.

"Go! Go, I need to get back right away! Damn undead, the dead should just die peacefully and not disturb the world of the living!" the old Demon Emperor said through gritted teeth.

He harbored deep resentment towards his fellow countrymen, but his resentment was different. He always held the mindset of "I am right, and you will regret it." He hoped to return home in glory, carrying his new world's army and equipment to thoroughly annihilate those primitive people!
In this way, he can make everyone understand that he is right! To create a peaceful new world, a new era, without war!
Instead of wanting to return to his homeland only to find that there are no living creatures left, just a large group of twisted and crazed undead rotting on this land!

Xue Dinglu didn't leave immediately. Instead, he asked, "Do you know who the enemy is? How many undead do we need to face? Where is the Lich King? Or are there any higher-level undead above the Lich King?"

The old Demon Emperor was stunned for a moment. After his anger was interrupted, he gradually calmed down and even realized that his anger would not do any good.

He didn't even know how long he had been dead. So much time had passed, so he wasn't in a hurry for these few minutes.

On the other hand, even the old Demon Emperor knew the characteristics of the undead calamity. As long as the leader was not dead and the location of the core of the undead army was unknown, it would be meaningless for them to kill as many undead as possible.

Even if they wiped out all the lower undead, it wouldn't solve the problem. Moreover, without requesting the Star Destroyer from the Starfleet, it would be extremely difficult for them to wipe out all the undead.

The old Demon Emperor calmed down instantly and said, "Then what do we do? Once we go there, we will be completely unable to hide. The difference between the aura of the living and the dead is huge. To the undead, our going there is like setting off a signal flare in the night."

"I also need to think of a solution," Xue Dinglu could only say.

Face-to-face encounter with the undead without any prior information?
In the past, Xue would have just charged in headfirst, but after spending so much time in the Mist Council, he also knew that the source of the undead calamity was also the Apostles.

So don't panic, the problem is serious, and panicking won't help. (End of Chapter)